So, how you all have been?How’s everything, career, life goals?Plannings, if any?What’s new or what’s new that has been revamped only a bit?Anyway, you got the point.I have been keeping a bit off from WP lately, of course, due to life goals , but I knew something crucial was missing from my inner corner.Like a blank piece, perhaps and not to my surprise I knew the reason was me not blogging enough.
So, thought I would say a big hi to you all once again.Wish you all a great day ahead.
The sultry blanket,the hot air made this thin unfamiliar layer so heavy..I walk with same charisma,vigour in my eyes and heart blooming flowers.
My life is just like sand,people surround me with all the dust..dust in my eyes ..dust in my charm.Turbulence prevails,and yet I walk ahead.
Living to full and maintaining my enticement is what I bear,my mind is sometimes lost and sometimes in my palm,I wonder the lessons yet again never refuse to welcome new ones.
Give me gratitude,I shall take it..give me solitude I shall flourish it as my beauty will hug me within and I long nothingelse.To the state of furore my mind goes sometimes still the colour of sky blandishes it with its zeal.
I will be that pearl in the swamp of dirt,like a glittery star my thoughts will shine,I will walk and walk..learn the untold miseries..to make my life a constant living mirth.
Learning the phases of life seems another joy perhaps sometimes a cry,to carry the captivation is I enjoy,my actions will echo the sky.As I walk,I lit my bliss I learn to move forward ,move forward to learn and live.
How perfectly the white dots are joined on my face starting from my forehead and extending to my cheeks,I am sure you shall enjoy it and call me by all glorious names.Do you know my age even?Not 12 or 14..I am just 10.At my home,there were times when I saw my mother vigorously doing the household errands and so as I loved her,I started to help her..little did I know,she would think I am ready to carry my duties for another boy.My love for my mother turned into my nightmare,so here I am,burning in my own fears.Decorated as a statue,my heart skips fire rather than a heartbeat..my eyes see a row of miseries rather than a bliss.The heaviness in my eyes are the epitome of chaos,destruction which my dear ones fail to perceive.My lips refuse to smile as my dreams got a setback.The clamouring still persists within my soul..the fire still exists but I shall not be a weakling.The thunder of my dreams..the glory of my eyes shall not end with this as I will choose a different path..here I am proclaiming my freedom..that is indeed wisdom.The human race is maybe artful hoping to make me even sly,to which I refuse now.My eyes won’t see the pain as I am the innocuous mind..my deeds are as pious as the morning dew sitting on the flower of our backyard.I know,I shall be called by various names,but let the imbecile minds make their decision as I have made mine..my journey is towards my dreams..my little home.
If you open your eyes you will see nothing,if you open mine you see a mirror reflecting the inner wants..you will probably say how imprudent that scene is,half seen half empty.
I have captured the thoughts from my past,I hold it in my palms and as I see my new self,I decide it to smash it with the mirror,now it’s gone..future calls and I am a sculptured soul so I remain obsessed with my new self.
Constant thinking gave me the power to be a beatific flower,so I shall continue my obsession with my perfect desire in the end as my soul only matter.